The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The rain had not stopped for three days. It slicked the cobblestones of Whitechapel into a mirror of grey and black, reflecting the gaslight in trembling, fractured pools. Elias stood at the corner of Rook Lane, his coat heavy with water, watching the city breathe. He was not a man who belonged to the street. He was a thing of the wall, a shadow that had learned to walk. For forty years, he had...

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